Oh, [ Dash says, nodding. His head's spinning with new information, but he'll always do all he can to keep up. ] I hope that's true. It would feel strange to have that kind of feeling.

I don't think it'd feel like it belonged to me.

[ He's not sure how to explain it better than that. ] A feeling like that, it's not too good, huh? [ Everyone likes to be able to make sense of what they feel, positive or negative. Everything Dash is feeling now seems organic and easy and it doesn't make him feel off-balance.

The opposite, really. But he thinks jealousy would be a kind of poison to that. Maybe a little possessiveness or wanting of the other. But jealousy? That's not something that feels like Dash. ]

Settle your selkie? [ He tries those words on for size. ] That's good, right? We'll be safe. And we'll figure everything out, in time.